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Authors: D. P. Adamov

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“It was too late when I learned Cubis didn’t just want my body. He wanted my soul. That was who and what he was really all about. I should have known. The proof was right there in front of me. It was humor, hidden in front of my eyes. His tastes were swirled in a big ball, just like him. In being what he was, he was complex and simple at the same time. He was like nothing I had ever seen. I mean that. He was like no one I had ever met. I thought that when I still believed him to be human.”

She longed for a smoke, but did not wish to take the time. To her, this was a more pressing matter.

“I should have seen the clues, but how was I to know those things you hear about in Girl Scout spook tales around a campfire or reading in some junior high school class are for real? How was I to know what looks to be some writer’s garbage has a basis in reality? How should I have known at the time that more things exist right in front of us that we should be really afraid of? How should I have fucking known that other things live? We hear about how evil can masquerade as good and how there is wickedness all around us. In church we are warned about the danger of sin, but do we really believe? We go on about our lives, not knowing what truly walks among us. We get caught in our love and in our lust. We burn up in it. We are all destroyed. We get obsessed. That’s what we do. Evil sinks the gullible. Evil preys on the willing.”

She sat back and stared angrily into the camera to make a point.

“Face it. We’re all screwed.”

A cold laugh came from deep within her lungs and she rolled her eyes to the ceiling.

“I wish when I was younger, I would have paid more attention in church. I heard those boring sermons about the devil. Maybe I would have seen what was coming had I been more in tune with what was being preached, but back then I was a smartassed teenager and I knew it all. God has his angels. I suppose even the devil has his main crew working for him. The thing is, goodness is dull. Goodness is boring. Sin has its own rewards. What can one do when the search for sin becomes greater than the need for salvation? It’s like climbing a set of stairs. One leads to another, and finally you’re able to reach the top. Then you look in a mirror and you see where you were climbing to all along was a dead end. I learned this through Cubis. I learned about Cubis, too. He is not what he seems. Evil never is. The problem I have is deep within. I know I long for that. I love the wicked, I have been corrupted. There’s no hope for me and no likelihood anyone will believe what I am saying, but I need to try. I am just so confused right now.”

Kyla shut her eyes yet again and remembered the second session. Once more, she was going to be spanked for foreplay, and this time she wanted it done to the point of orgasm, but she did not dare say it out loud. A spanking over the clothes wouldn’t do.

“I’ve been a really bad girl,” she stated upon entering the office, as she sat on the sofa, waiting for her session to bloom into full play. “This time I really need a little girl’s spanking.”

Before Cubis could say anything, she lifted her top and took it off to show she had no bra beneath.

“I want it with nothing on.”

Cubis was staring lustfully at her breasts. He was taking in their size, their whiteness, and her puffy nipples which had already started to rise like miniature rockets on a launching pad. Cubis was now truly becoming a man who was supposed to be guiding her toward hotter sex and help her with her inhibitions alone. He was too good at what he did.

“If you wish to move onward with this routine, I suggest you might want to increase or intensify the game plan,” he instructed. “Have your boyfriend order you to take off all of your clothes, and don’t do it voluntarily at first. Let the moment build.”

Kyla nodded, as she stood topless in the office, waiting for what was to come.

“This is what I want you to have your boyfriend say,” he instructed.

Kyla again nodded.

Cubis gave a glare, as if truly angry and the words were convincing.

“You’ve been too bad to get it with your pants on this time. You’re going to get it naked, and you’re going to get it hard. Now take off the rest of your clothes.”

Obediently, Kyla undid and pulled down her pants, exposing herself before him. Only her underpants covered her private parts now, and the front of them was starting to dampen.

“Panties too?” she asked, now caught up in the game.

“Nude!” Cubis commanded.

Kyla turned from him and bent as she removed her panties, exposing her pussy from behind as she did. She spread her legs wider in an inviting shot as she untied her shoes. She removed them as well, then kicked out of her pants and underwear. She was now bare expect for her socks, which she struggled to take off, having a hard time keeping her balance as she did. When she turned back to face him, she was stark naked.

“It doesn’t hurt to do things differently,” Cubis informed her as he rose and pointed toward the desk. “Use different positions. Rather than going across my lap, I want you bent over that. Go over there and do it now.”

Again, Kyla obeyed, going to the desk and bending the top of her body over it, as she went down on the hard wood. Suspiciously, the desk top had been cleared, as if magically Cubis knew of her coming and what was to transpire.

“Sometimes you may wish to use implements. A hair brush. A paddle. A belt. A wooden spoon. You aren’t a veteran when it comes to this form of sex game, so I suggest avoiding the real hard tools. A hair brush can be really painful if done wrong, and I don’t think you’re ready to get that yet. We will still use the hand.”

Kyla quivered in expectation. Deep within her soul, she wished she would not just be spanked, but that Doctor Cubis would drive his manliness into her. Where entertaining Roger was like doing it with a robot anymore, she knew this new instructor would be magnificent.

“Your pussy’s glistening,” Cubis scolded. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you? What a bad girl!”

Kyla said nothing.

“Bad girl,” Cubis repeated as he brought his hand against her bare butt.

Kyla twisted with the impact. On the bare skin, it was much more painful.

“Bad girl,” Cubis repeated again as he deliberated where to land the next blow. Then he struck with the speed of an assassin.

“Ow!” Kyla protested.

“Do you want to select a safe word?” Cubis asked.

“No safe word,” Kyla answered. “I’ve been really bad.”

The blows came in rapid order, rather than being spaced apart and they hurt like blazes. With each strike, Kyla jerked, though she held her position across the desk as best she could.

“Spread your legs wider,” Cubis ordered after what must have been the twentieth blow. “This will tighten your ass and make it hurt all the more. Learn to like the pain. Learn to love it. Imagine each strike to be the same as a man’s organ within you. Let it make your pussy sing.”

Kyla stopped and spoke as she came to reality once again.

“I went back to Doctor Cubis, and this time I told him I wanted to play the spanking game again, but I had been a bad girl and wanted to do it naked. He was quick to agree, so he told me to bend over his desk after I took off all my clothes, and he gave me a terrific bare bottomed spanking with his hand. I was wet before we even began. He made my ass sting and my pussy sing. That’s what he did. It was even while this game was going on, I realized I was growing attracted to Cubis and pulling away from Roger. It wasn’t supposed to be like that, but it happened.”

Instantly, an inspiration hit her and Kyla rose, turning so her back faced the camera. She then undid her pants and pulled them down to afford a shot of her pale ass.

There were no longer any welts or bruises.

Mooning the lens, she then turned and pulled her pants back up as they were.

“Tell me this isn’t the most spankable ass around,” she gloated. Clearly, she was not as insecure as she had once been.

Sitting down, she stared back into the camera and resumed her story.

“Cubis spanked me undressed, bent over his desk. I had to lie flat across it with my tits pressing against that dense, cold wood. I’d jerk every time he struck my bare bottom, and I’ll tell you, he hit hard. Each blow made me jerk, and he just kept on as my grunts turned to yells and finally screams. I even started to cry like a little kid and shift my legs, bouncing on my feet, as if the hurting would stop when I did. The thing is, inside my mind I didn’t want it to stop. Not really. I had found how much I enjoyed the pain. It turned me on. This was what I wanted, and if Roger wouldn’t give it to me, I could have cared less. Doctor Cubis was there for me and even though I knew I wasn’t supposed to fall for him, that’s what was happening.”

Kyla paused and laughed.

“Just what the good doctor ordered.”

Kyla envisioned that terrible spanking. Her assailant clearly got carried away, but she took every burning blow. He didn’t need a paddle to make her ass cheeks explode in agony. His hand was enough, for he knew how to do it right.

Both of them were caught up in the moment. The agony was great and she found herself jerking upward, moving out of position, but each time she did, Cubis pushed her down with his free hand.

“When you move, you’re getting it harder than before,” he explained between whaps. “You are a very bad girl. Now you keep the position or else.”

Suddenly there was a new sensation aside from the spanking. Cubis shoved his thumb into her gaping vaginal tunnel, probing back and forth.

The motion was unexpected and brought an uncontrolled yelp from her mouth. After the initial jerk, she settled down against the desk, as the movement continued, driving her to heights of passion she could no longer deny.

“Pain and pleasure both,” he offered. “This is how you do it. You get the woman hot, and when she can take no more punishment, you give her something to comfort her. Now doesn’t this make that red ass feel better?”

“Ogggggggg!”

The groan sounded like an inner-reaction, but it was not. Kyla was being driven insane with emotion.

Cubis was leaning over on the desk, and what he whispered made her shake with an uncontrollable fever.

“Do I need protection?”

“I’ve been on the pill for two years,” she gasped out, but her words were spaced, as he was still thumbing her. “Go for it.”

Kyla’s ass hurt all the more, for the doctor’s abdomen was rubbing against it as he jabbed the hardest cock she had ever felt into her.

“Oh my Godddddddd,” Kyla moaned before bursting into a series of animalistic grunts and growls that sounded inhuman.

Unfortunately, the sex was not lengthy. Kyla was already an ocean of passion. Within her, the waves erupted as her stomach crunched and the pleasure was so intense she forgot about the aching of her ass. Cubis, however, did not spray within her, pulling out and lifting his pants.

“Ohhhhhhhhhh,” Kyla sighed from her position with legs still spread and loins exploding. “Give me more!”

“Not now,” came the response. “I am going to stop there. Now you go home all hot and bothered. You see Roger and tell him to spank you, because you had an affair with a sexual advisor. And you fuck his brains out.”

Kyla shook off the fantasy in her mind and went on with the tale.

“Doctor Cubis slapped the living hell out of my naked ass and then he shoved his thumb up my cunt. He worked me into a craze that way. I was mad with passion and would have done anything in the world for him at that time. Knowing how turned on I was, he put his dick in me and it was the hardest thing I’d ever had shoved up my hole in my entire life. He made Roger look like the fag he was. The only thing is he didn’t fuck me until he came. He fucked me until I came, and believe me I had the hottest, wettest, deepest orgasm ever. Then he pulled his pants up, got off of me and told me to think of all that had happened. He told me to tell Roger about it all, have him spank me again for being bad and then for me to fuck his brains out.”

Kyla’s face suddenly turned angry.

“The only thing is Roger didn’t react as either of us planned. He stormed out of my apartment and told me our relationship was over. What a fucking fairy.”

Yet again, Kyla closed her eyes and envisioned her dream self walking out of the office that afternoon. Beneath her pants, her butt was swelling, and each step brought a sting that caused her to suck in her breath. She dreaded having to get in the car and to go through her afternoon work shift before seeing Roger at night. She was ready to fuck him like crazy when they did hook up, but that had not worked out well at all.

No. Roger was gone. There was no Roger anymore!

She grimaced as she stared into the lens again, reflecting upon past thoughts.

“Roger was a dumb shit. If it wasn’t for me taking a step and trying to make our relationship work, I would have never gone to Cubis.”

In her mind, she saw Roger. He wasn’t that attractive after all. An average guy with average intellect and a typical, stubborn attitude. Cubis, though older, was much hotter.

“Fuck Roger Ott,” she snarled. “I didn’t need him. I was going to have this surrogate, Doctor Cubis. Oh, one way or another, I was gonna have him for good. I was hooked alright. I was deceived, too. I didn’t know he was no real therapist at all. He was something far different, and what was happening to me was just what he wanted. He taught me new heights of sexual pleasure doing things some would have called perverse, but there was a bigger price tag. It would cost and will cost my soul.”

Pausing, Kyla looked out the curtain to check if anyone was out there, but with nightfall it was hard to see. She was supposed to be at work tonight. A night shift. The only problem was there were more important issues at hand. What were they going to do? Terminate her? By tomorrow it wouldn’t matter.

“I need another smoke, and I’m desperate for it,” she announced. “I’m really worried about time here, but in those old movies, doesn’t a hero get a last smoke before facing the firing squad? I have one coming, if anyone does.”

She placed a cigarette to her lips, lighting it with the familiar matches. As she laughed and held the match book to the lens, she hoped to provide a reference, but the cover was too far away to make out the print.

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